I Shall Survive Using Potions!

"Well, that would be a good story! That way, you will be part of the royal family..."

Grr!

"Guh!"

The king holding his head and raising his voice, and, too much, the ministers and guards who are stunned and unable to move.

... Well, I guess so. If all of a sudden, the gold falls over the king's head...

Indoors, so above, of course, the ceiling. Space with nothing. There's no way that stuff could fall off.

Unless the goddess also plays a prank.

Of course, I take great care to drop the gold.

Ordinary gold is quite heavy and hard. Used in old conts were light aluminum or specially made soft ones, and those who were dropped wore specially made snails with thin metal, and used to closely calculate the height and angle to be dropped, with all due regard for safety. That's the guy from Ceres, the one who dropped the wooden bucket properly...

Yes, Rayette, it's time for the kidnapping!

So, well, taking into account the elderly, I dropped the one that was properly made of extremely thin aluminum, light and soft enough that it was not strong enough and could not actually be used as being about gold. The one I put out as a 'container' with a few drops of potion inside.

So it sounds and looks fancy, but there shouldn't be any damage at all.

"Nah..."

Suddenly, the king is staring at the fact that the money is circling on the floor as the cancer makes a noise.

And......

"" "" "" "Kick, gone!!

Yeah, I stored it in an item box.

…………

And in silence, I practiced many times, Marial's Special Attack bursts!

"Goddess, please wait a little longer to destroy the royal palace by killing all the royals and ministers..."

Combine your hands in front of your chest, do your gaze around thirty degrees diagonally up, and say and pray so, Marial. Yeah, it's the same one I did at the Count's.

And......

"" "" "" "Gaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa

In the midst of the fuss, looking at the Marquis Selidrake, the Marquis was floating a serene alkaic smile.

... have you enlightened...

Or did you give up everything or stop thinking...

And at some point the noise subsided and the kings and ministers stood out of their chairs and bowed their heads.

... Exactly, isn't there a dugout?

"Shh, sorry, forgive my disrespect... And, please, take no for the goddess!!

It is out of common sense for the king to bow his head to the Viscount style, and to underage children, but now it is not to Marial, but to the goddess who refrains behind it, that these people bow their heads. So no problem.

"Then, after that, you will never speak out about my marital relationship again. Don't let your foster parents and people I care for give you a hand job about me. And don't get involved with my Viscount Raifel family except for" good stories "such as any..., ah, no, support, grants, and stories of Lord Shigeru..."

Wow, Marial, I busted into a dialogue that wasn't in practice at Adrift! You look cute, you're quite successful, he...

And the king, unable to refuse, kept snorting like a broken toy (toy).

... All right, Mission Complete!

After that, a little unusual conversation ensued and soon dissolved. For his part, the king assumes that if you make an inadvertent statement, it will all be over, so no more, bee. Which is' out in front of the king, underage girl ', so much so that the position was badly reversed.

And what was even worse was Marial's little devil, who smiled and made a series of politically unspeakable remarks while fully grasping the kings' mood.

... Scary!

And it ends today with nothing.

Starting tomorrow, it's the real deal.

No, for Marial, yesterday is the outpost, today is the real deal, and after tomorrow, it's just residual work. But Marial's support is just a matter of business for us. Our primary purpose is only to be that way.

... Yes, the people who served Layette, broiled (abu) out.

And tomorrow, 'free play' begins when you leave the Count Maslius mansion and move to a luxury inn.

Yes, I finished my greeting with the Marquis, and as Viscount Reifel's head, I went out with each aristocrat beyond faction, face-to-face with merchants, and so on.

Therefore, if you are disturbing the Count Maslius residence, the hurdles are too high for the other party to visit, so you are moving to the inn.

And then, naturally, it will come.

Nobility of the same faction. Nobility of other factions. Politicians. Fine military personnel. Merchant. Cleric. A con artist to the mountain master. The face on the table is a normal celebrity, and the face behind it is the face of a criminal organization, or...

Yesterday and today, those who know about the 'exasperation of the goddess' will not say anything unscrupulous. Those who were originally faithful, and those who have proper information.

But the people who think Marial is just a little girl who just used coincidence, or just a normal girl who happened to get help from the goddess once, or a worldless little girl who would be useful if she used it well. Maybe, uh, match-pump aristocrats will come too.

And more important than that.

Yes, that's something that the people who attacked Layette would almost certainly come into contact with.

I mean, 'real'. For us...

"Thank you for your help. This thank you must one day…"

With that said, I resign from Count Maslius's mansion, below Marial, we are in one line.

The Count smiled and dropped me off.

Apparently, although I was freaked out by the "Count's Mysterious Explosion" and "The Golden Case of the Royal Palace Mystery" I heard from the Marquis Celidraque, Marial herself understood that she was just an ordinary aristocratic girl and that there was nothing wrong with Marial without forcing or even forcing Marial to do what she did not want, and for a time her attitude towards Marial was less than a little bit, but now it is like the original street, "Attitude towards her granddaughter, grandfather".

With that said, the Marquis Celidraque also had a serene look as if his possessions had fallen after he had resigned from the royal palace.

Maybe he used Marial to return to the original, unambitious, relatively honest, warm old man at a time when he gave up such a strange ambition altogether.

The matter at the Royal Palace won't be very widespread, but two days ago, the 'mysterious explosion' at the Count's house would have already been informed by the nobles in the faction, so I don't think there would have been such an impossibility or a gorilla push, even if there were people who would have said 'at the mercy of the same faction...'

Other nobles and merchants can accept those who are useful to Marial, and reject those who are not. The rest is the freedom of Viscount Reifel, Viscount Marial von Reifel.

The Inn was held down by Count Maslius, a foster parent. It is a one-set room with five rooms, including meeting rooms, suitable for the purpose. Two of them are bedrooms, one for the husband's family and the other for the servant. The number of beds is four each.

This time, Marial and I in the bedroom for my husband's family, and Layette and Francette, Belle. The servants are used by Roland and Emile, as well as two servants of the Viscount Raifel family. It's Gyuuuu for women, but Layette sleeps in the same bed as me, so no problem.

The men and women have to be separated, there's no way Francette is leaving me on enemy land (away), I can't leave Layette, and... or if I think about it, there can't be any other option.

The other servants are staying a little cheaper, dispersed in other rooms.

In the morning, I decided to use it for travel, breaks, meetings, etc., to have breakfast and lunch a little earlier, and to take a slightly longer meal break (Siesta) in preparation for the afternoon battle.

Yeah, 'You can't fight when you're hungry', 'Eat off when your parents die'. Every word that an old man conveyed has its own meaning. In the meantime, there's no harm in following.